LITTLE MISS PETTY

43. SANITY?

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**AGES SEVENTEEN TO EIGHTEEN**

CHLOÉ'S P.O.V:

I kissed her head and she held on to me tighter and she stained my dress with her mascara filled tears. When I looked at where she stood, I noticed that Gabriella slipped away and let us have a sister moment.

I hated how nice she was.

"Kylie why are you thinking this way?" I asked her as she pulled away from me and stared at my face.

"But it's the truth...I am...odd." She looked so adorable as she began to hiccup.

"Of course not." I cupped her face. "You are anything but odd. You're audacious, Kylie, not odd. Mother and Daddy adore you."

"No." She chuckled sadly. "Mom and Daddy still see me as a baby. They pity me because my parents are dead."

"Of course they don't, Kylie." I told her as I shook my head profusely. "They love you because you are the precious gift God gave to them. They don't pity you, sis. They do genuinely love you. They could have easily left you for Mother's family to take care of and occasionally sent money to you or trained you from afar. But what did they do? They took you home. And when you got home that morning, you became a part of this family. They raised you up and told you to call them Mom and Dad, we called you our sister. Never once have I nor Courtney EVER addressed you as our cousin. Because the second you arrived in Daddy's arms and Mother at his side at the doorstep, you became a Williamson. The papers that our parents signed weeks later to officially adopt you didn't make you a Williamson, the love that we share with you did. So don't you ever in your pretty pink life address ME as your cousin again. I swear to God, I will fight with you. I'm not joking, Kylie." I warned her.

"I'm sorry." She hiccuped.

"I love you." I arranged her hair. "I will always love you. Including that bitchy sister of ours that decided to ditch the Homecoming dance and stay at home binge watching crime thrillers."

"It's just that, I've always felt like this. But last week, when we went to visit Grandma..." Our paternal one. "...Uncle Theodore has always been mean to me but not you and Courtney. He told me that I was an...an outsider and not a Williamson by blood." She began to cry again.

And that my people, was when I started thinking about how to murder a certain family member of mine. He was the least richest Williamson with his...Nausea hit my throat as I couldn't even open my mouth to utter the words.

Upper middle class life.

Disgusting!

"He did what?"

"Don't tell Mom." She began to worry.

"Fuck Mom, I'm telling Carlos fucking Williamson himself when he comes back in a few weeks time!"

"No no. That will cost a rift between Daddy and Uncle Theodore. Everyone will blame me for it."

"And I will destroy those who would dare to say that. I don't play with my sisters, he will regret saying those words to you." I promised my innocent sister to give our stupid and poor Uncle the biggest fuck up of his life.

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DANIEL'S POV:

"You okay?" I asked her when I came back to the living room with a drink for her. She was the first girl I was inviting over. My Father was away for business in Eastern Europe so the danger was away.